Waist Sword

[The full text of this article has been saved, with a total of 140,000 words. The text will be completed soon. I hope everyone likes this story! A historian once wrote: "In the eleventh year of the Dali calendar, Prince Yu Yu of the Eastern Palace led hundreds of Xuanjia troops in an attempt to force the palace to proclaim himself emperor, but was suppressed outside the Chaoyang Palace. The crown prince hanged himself in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and all the family members and heirs in the Eastern Palace were wiped out. The Xuanjia army rebelled and were all annihilated, implicating the nine tribes." A fire broke out in Yucheng County, not far from the capital. The fire burned the Zhu family in Yucheng for three full days. Zhu Wei could no longer remember how she took steps to escape from the mansion. The sky was full of fire, burning this sin completely. In this life, her poor parents became the ghosts in the prince's case. –———————————————————————— Some people live and die like a rotten dog, while others enjoy fine clothing and fine food; according to the wanted documents of the Dali government, her life is only worth three taels of silver. Zhu Wei has nothing left, only a good sword, a letter from home and a fast horse. She must hurry up and expose those sinners and their sins to the world. Zhu Wei remembered that in the 23rd year of the Dali calendar, when she saw him for the third time, he was surrounded by people and had several bloody holes on his body. She thought he could only bow his head to the barking dignitaries. But I saw him lowering his eyebrows and smiling slightly, as if he was laughing at himself. Although he couldn't even lift the sword, his furrowed eyebrows were filled with murderous intent as he said, "Twenty years ago, you wanted to ask for an order to kill my father, but today you can't help but hold me to beg for food from your master?" She finally relented, until she broke through the encirclement and held the blood-stained sword to protect him behind her. Only then did he let out a breath of relief and whispered from his throat, saying: "If you don't come, I will die. It doesn't matter that I am dead, but you will no longer be able to take revenge." "You really don't want your life!" "They want to exchange me for the throne." He smiled brightly and sadly. "How could you kill me here?" ———————————— There are always some things that cannot tolerate taking a step back; there are always some people who sacrifice themselves just for the truth. A girl who was half-dead on the road to hell and an abandoned royal son trapped in a whirlpool. Intention: Sail against the current, never retreat